bonapart01 saidYeah I had a ''best friend '' next to my shoulder who literally wanted to destroy me

how did you know?

what a dumb question, how about he pretended to be my friend, then talked bad things behind my back, then in front of me, then he abused me physically and did everything he could to make me break completely, he enjoyed it, he was a psycho, who was almost prisoned because he violently abused old people, but his father was a cop and he got away with it, he was a local champion in kick boxing and I was completely alone in a new city and had to see him almost every day because we studied together

bonapart01 saidYeah I had a ''best friend '' next to my shoulder who literally wanted to destroy me

how did you know?

what a dumb question, how about he pretended to be my friend, then talked bad things behind my back, then in front of me, then he abused me physically and did everything he could to make me break completely, he enjoyed it, he was a psycho, who was almost prisoned because he violently abused old people, but his father was a cop and he got away with it, he was a local champion in kick boxing and I was completely alone in a new city and had to see him almost every day because we studied together

bonapart01 saidYeah I had a ''best friend '' next to my shoulder who literally wanted to destroy me

how did you know?

what a dumb question, how about he pretended to be my friend, then talked bad things behind my back, then in front of me, then he abused me physically and did everything he could to make me break completely, he enjoyed it, he was a psycho, who was almost prisoned because he violently abused old people, but his father was a cop and he got away with it, he was a local champion in kick boxing and I was completely alone in a new city and had to see him almost every day because we studied together

bonapart01 saidYeah I had a ''best friend '' next to my shoulder who literally wanted to destroy me

how did you know?

what a dumb question, how about he pretended to be my friend, then talked bad things behind my back, then in front of me, then he abused me physically and did everything he could to make me break completely, he enjoyed it, he was a psycho, who was almost prisoned because he violently abused old people, but his father was a cop and he got away with it, he was a local champion in kick boxing and I was completely alone in a new city and had to see him almost every day because we studied together

Wow. Bloody awful. Sounds a lot like my ex.

not just that, I had threats of abuse by the phone not just by him but by his friends as well, calls in the middle of the night, he punched me few times, he abused me mentally, emotionally, I liked that guy at the beginning, I though he is a nice guy, + he was better in everything than me, at least thats how I saw it and I had some feelings for him and always saw the good in him, I know crazy, then after he started to abuse me, i couldn't trust him any more, I tried to get way from all of that, but I couldn't leave the school because of that, so I tried to be as strong as I could and fought and I finished university with all of that, then I just broke, but at least I was away from that nightmare, he still harassed me at least few times a week, called me, wanted to see me, called me his best friends etc, actually almost till this day he stalks me crazy

It wasn't just hate, it was love/hate definitely more hate relationship

bonapart01 saidYeah I had a ''best friend '' next to my shoulder who literally wanted to destroy me

how did you know?

what a dumb question, how about he pretended to be my friend, then talked bad things behind my back, then in front of me, then he abused me physically and did everything he could to make me break completely, he enjoyed it, he was a psycho, who was almost prisoned because he violently abused old people, but his father was a cop and he got away with it, he was a local champion in kick boxing and I was completely alone in a new city and had to see him almost every day because we studied together

Wow. Bloody awful. Sounds a lot like my ex.

not just that, I had threats of abuse by the phone nit just by him but by his friends as well, calls in the middle of the night, he punched me few times, he abused me mentally, emotionally, I liked that guy at the beginning, I though he is a nice guy, + he was better in everything than me, at least thats how I saw it and I had some feelings for him and always saw the good in him, I know crazy, then after he started to abuse me, i couldn't trust him anymore, I tried to get way from all of that, but I couldn't leave the school because of that, so I tried to be as strong as I could and I finished university with all of that, then I just broke, but at least I was away from that nightmare, he still harassed me at least few times a week, called me, wanted to see me, called me his best friends etc, actually almost till this day he stalks me crazy

It wasn't just hate, it was love/hate definitely more hate relationship

I was seeing a married guy who managed to convince me he wasn't gay and that I was manipulating/taking advantage of him because I was gay. When he wanted rid of me he literally wanted me gone and tried to convince me I should kill myself and tried to push me into drugs and over dosing. Fortunately he didn't break me though.

When I was at uni I met this guy and worked with him on a project but he was heavily into drugs and he tried to take credit for my work (until he was kicked out after his second semester) and almost stalked me. He had only been out of prison for a violent crime for a year before attending university so I was angry with the university for allowing him on the course with a load of 18 year olds who were away from home for the first time ever as he once drugged me and conned me out of money.

He would come over off his face. Sometimes really angry and ranting or threatening me (I always managed to talk him down) and other times he would be really sad and wanting to talk to me as if I was his only friend. If I wasn't in he would post junk through my letter box or stack things like wheelie bins in front of my door or leave me nasty letters.

Without him even meaning to have he put me under so much mental strain I used to wake up feeling ill every day. He went to prison for arson eventually and I was relieved he was gone but also grateful he may get help.

Again though I was not broken and I've definitely learned from both experiences.

Edited to remove the second offense because quite honestly I can't remember if he got convicted of that.